Seeing Lu Jun leave, Xuan Mo continued forward. He had only taken a few steps when a long sword came slashing at him. A Bamboo Hat Martial Master stroked his beard and said, "Kid, if you want to pass, you'll have to defeat me first." As he spoke, he swung his sword, and the flashing blade forced Xuan Mo back three steps.
Xuan Mo's face darkened. "Damn it. Fine, the BOSS being ridiculously strong is one thing, but even a martial master has skills like this? This is too much." As he spoke, he gripped the Yan Tian Thunder Rod and planted it upright. Then it split into seven, striking at the Bamboo Hat Martial Master from seven directions. The Bamboo Hat Martial Master remained completely unruffled. With a light sweep of his long sword, he easily neutralized Xuan Mo's attack. Immediately afterward, he moved with strange footwork, his sword following his body as he attacked Xuan Mo like flowing clouds and running water.
Xuan Mo was startled and hurriedly unleashed the staff techniques he had learned, responding with all his strength. But the martial master's swordsmanship was simply too exquisite. Every strike looked simple, yet contained endless variations, leaving Xuan Mo unable to defend against them all.
After several exchanges, Xuan Mo gradually fell into a disadvantageous position. He steeled himself and decided to use his ultimate move. With a loud shout, the Spiritual Power within him began circulating at high speed, gathering all his strength onto the Yan Tian Thunder Rod. In an instant, the rod turned blazing red, resembling a fire dragon as it lunged toward the Bamboo Hat Martial Master with fierce momentum. A trace of surprise flashed through the martial master's eyes, but he did not retreat. His figure blurred as he dodged the fire